By Abe Clabby
You’ve got
What we do
You know
And I’ve got some
You’ve won me
I’m on
So relieve me
Before I kiss
Feelin’ warm
Make me weak
Rock my hips
’cause they’re slick
Heads are spinning
My skin
Babe, I say
But the pleasure’s
One night left
Doesn’t matter
Me well enough
Stuff in mind
Have fun with me
Your silver platter, so
This evening
You goodbye
Keep performin’
To my knees
Pinch my lips
Like wine
With sin, let
Taste the breeze
It’s all for you
All mine.
Abe Clabby is currently pursuing a Masters in Counseling at St. Edward’s University.
Painting in Header: Eyes Shut, by Benedict Olorunnisomo
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